Hi Bottom
Just Fern
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From the stupored up seats
To the floor of your sold Cherokee
Rest in piece to its holy boards
Somehow our wheels just kept turning
Arrived in Hell bruised and still burning
Exposure over
With excellent closure
My last line was ripped from the cinema
I smelled like cigs, tricks, and cinnamon
Get to a lobby a TV's on
MSNBC
I'm tickered
Not a menchie
Not even in death could I make the news
Can’t quite clap back when I’m black and blue
Know I’ve got the shit that would damn you
Weed whеn we meeted
You fingerеd me I tweeted
Smoked as you told me this fantasy
Just how you'd want to lay waste to me
In life I got off to it constantly
I meet a demon claiming me just like a trophy
They get me acclimated 'nuff to meet the whole team
They eat filet mignon
I'd kill to get a little piece
These are crazy stakes
But I won’t complain
There’s lots of creatures wanting to fuck me on their day off
Sign a beat release so we can finish ping pong
Slap the bat around and maybe right the wrong song
Some surprises sting
And if not for rain
Well then I'd be an ashen haze
And you the top
Oh, you push me right to the bottom of the ocean, dear
Don’t call the cops if you gonna
You the top
Oh, you come in harder than
Autumn sets in motion fear that
Winter keeps getting hotter
These are rainy days
But I won’t complain
A.I.M. away
And you the top
And who even clicks through
To the ad beneath the meme
The first time I kissed you
Was when you latched on to me
Onto me
Oh, onto me
Got so wired that you had me chew an aspirin
St. Joseph baby, Jesus save my next band
I got a thing for causing trouble cause its on brand
Yea there’s time I wasted
But I wouldn't change shit
Alton Brown's selling toothpaste as a side bit
I sang on a Fazbear kids hit
Shoulda made a buck but fucker stole all of it
Those were rainy days
Now I can't complain
All my life was painted
And you the top
Oh, you get me high like its nada
And it's not down here
But I would tap for some water (Ooh!)
You the top
And you go off when you gotta
But of course you’re scared
You picked a sardonic daughter
It's a rainy day
But I won’t complain
Always waxing like the moon and man, I never wane
Might be taxing but this shit too good to go to waste
Made a post and ran away I got more shit to say
Can’t a girl get mad when you retaliate
Got me all dressed up to hit at Dad's pad
You impressed say shit it wasn’t that bad
Love to hate you, but I need to be around you
Do you think that it’s bad that I have found you
Bus ticket, forty
Some cash, and a gash
On the back of her head
That’s what you described
Just how you’d waste of your unicorn
That’s some big talk for a Capricorn
I know what lying is
I’ve been through a hit for this
I said I'd drive and you didn't fight
I'd not caught the ice
It was do or die
Vine kid Canela found burned alive
To the floor of your sold Cherokee
Rest in piece to its holy boards
Somehow our wheels just kept turning
Arrived in Hell bruised and still burning
Exposure over
With excellent closure
My last line was ripped from the cinema
I smelled like cigs, tricks, and cinnamon
Get to a lobby a TV's on
MSNBC
I'm tickered
Not a menchie
Not even in death could I make the news
Can’t quite clap back when I’m black and blue
Know I’ve got the shit that would damn you
Weed whеn we meeted
You fingerеd me I tweeted
Smoked as you told me this fantasy
Just how you'd want to lay waste to me
In life I got off to it constantly
I meet a demon claiming me just like a trophy
They get me acclimated 'nuff to meet the whole team
They eat filet mignon
I'd kill to get a little piece
These are crazy stakes
But I won’t complain
There’s lots of creatures wanting to fuck me on their day off
Sign a beat release so we can finish ping pong
Slap the bat around and maybe right the wrong song
Some surprises sting
And if not for rain
Well then I'd be an ashen haze
And you the top
Oh, you push me right to the bottom of the ocean, dear
Don’t call the cops if you gonna
You the top
Oh, you come in harder than
Autumn sets in motion fear that
Winter keeps getting hotter
These are rainy days
But I won’t complain
A.I.M. away
And you the top
And who even clicks through
To the ad beneath the meme
The first time I kissed you
Was when you latched on to me
Onto me
Oh, onto me
Got so wired that you had me chew an aspirin
St. Joseph baby, Jesus save my next band
I got a thing for causing trouble cause its on brand
Yea there’s time I wasted
But I wouldn't change shit
Alton Brown's selling toothpaste as a side bit
I sang on a Fazbear kids hit
Shoulda made a buck but fucker stole all of it
Those were rainy days
Now I can't complain
All my life was painted
And you the top
Oh, you get me high like its nada
And it's not down here
But I would tap for some water (Ooh!)
You the top
And you go off when you gotta
But of course you’re scared
You picked a sardonic daughter
It's a rainy day
But I won’t complain
Always waxing like the moon and man, I never wane
Might be taxing but this shit too good to go to waste
Made a post and ran away I got more shit to say
Can’t a girl get mad when you retaliate
Got me all dressed up to hit at Dad's pad
You impressed say shit it wasn’t that bad
Love to hate you, but I need to be around you
Do you think that it’s bad that I have found you
Bus ticket, forty
Some cash, and a gash
On the back of her head
That’s what you described
Just how you’d waste of your unicorn
That’s some big talk for a Capricorn
I know what lying is
I’ve been through a hit for this
I said I'd drive and you didn't fight
I'd not caught the ice
It was do or die
Vine kid Canela found burned alive
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